Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 398 - 417: Qian Xingxing: Being Chief Editor Isn’t Enough, He Must Become CEO

’What’s that saying again? If I had never seen the light, I could have endured the darkness.’

’If you’ve never tasted something, you can resist it. But once you have...’

The matter with Mrs. Ai’er had been settled. Before the PK began, Qiuqiu sent Wanxing a private message.

She asked Wanxing: So what is the surprise?

Wanxing replied with a single sentence: It’s a secret! Juju, don’t ask again, or I won’t be able to stop myself from telling you.

Her reverse psychology made Jiang Qiuqiu pause for a moment, then laugh. "Alright, then I won’t ask. Otherwise, it won’t be a surprise anymore."

Wanxing: Congratulations on making the cut, Qiuqiu. We’re all so happy for you.

Jiang Jiujiu: Thank you all, too, for always being there.

Wanxing: Will today’s news about the Federation Live Broadcast Company affect the upcoming PK and the annual gala? It seems like a big deal, and we’re worried.

Jiang Jiujiu: I haven’t heard anything, so it probably won’t. Little President Qian has already gone to handle it. Aren’t you at the company? You didn’t get a notification?

Wanxing: I’m on a business trip. It’s good as long as it can be resolved. I think it needs to be handled as soon as possible. This is your first annual gala PK, and it might become part of your brand, Qiuqiu—if your debut gala is tainted by something like this, it’ll be brought up again and again for years to come.

Jiang Jiujiu: I know. They’re already working on a clarification. It’ll be fine soon.

Wanxing: Okay, as long as it’s fine. You should go get ready for the PK, Juju. I have to get back to work too.

Jiang Jiujiu: Okay, you go on.

Wanxing was very busy. One part of the surprise plan required the cooperation of multiple people. Since some things couldn’t be clarified just by talking online, they held an in-person meeting to delegate all the tasks.

After ending the call, Jiang Qiuqiu threw herself into preparing for the PK.

Meanwhile, miles away, Qian Xingxing—the man on everyone’s mind—was not having a good time. Today, he met Qian Duoduo’s illegitimate son.

The meeting had been arranged at his home.

The small house that no outsider had ever entered, the house that held all his mother’s tenderness and was filled with beautiful memories in every corner—now, an illegitimate son had set foot inside it.

Qian Xingxing was furious that Qian Duoduo had brought this person to his home, but he couldn’t show it.

After the time he’d been confined and had his communications cut off, he had learned one thing very clearly... he was not the one calling the shots in this family right now.

His life was still full of constraints; Qian Duoduo had plenty of ways to control him.

"Why don’t you two get acquainted."

"Xingxing, this is the one I mentioned to you, Qian Song. He’s a little older than you."

"Qian Song, this is your younger brother, our group’s Little President Qian."

Qian Xingxing remained silent, but Qian Song knew his cue. He stepped forward and greeted him, "Hello, Xingxing. I’m your older brother, Qian Song. I was the editor-in-chief at the R-branch, and I’ve often heard about you—"

"You’re Wang Henli’s boss?"

"Ah, yes. He was indeed a streamer under my banner, but Xingxing, I swear, what he did had nothing to do with me. I was so young back then, I had no idea he..." Qian Song explained with a smile, pushing all the blame onto Wang Henli’s former editor.

But Qian Xingxing didn’t believe a word of it.

He knew the branch company’s system. An editor would never have the authority to approve that much money.

Things like that could only be done right under the editor-in-chief’s nose.

And looking at the smile on Qian Song’s face, this incident definitely had something to do with him.

’...Wait a minute.’

’A scandal breaks, a meeting is called, and I’m summoned back right at this moment?’

His expression darkened. He turned his head to look at Qian Duoduo. "Did you call me back for something else besides meeting him?"

Only then did Qian Duoduo slowly and deliberately sit down beside Qian Xingxing. He grunted in affirmation. "I did."

He said, "Don’t you have quite a few fans on the Star Network, Xingxing? You should know what happened yesterday. I want you to clarify a few things."

Just as Jiang Qiuqiu had suspected, Qian Duoduo wanted to borrow his name.

Except—

Qian Xingxing glanced at Qian Duoduo. "You want me to expose this person?"

’As if that would ever happen.’

Qian Duoduo’s face fell, his gaze turning cold. "This matter has nothing to do with him. The entire fault lies with the former editor and the deputy editor-in-chief. We’ve already investigated the matter, blacklisted them both, and removed them from their posts."

"...How could a deputy editor-in-chief possibly requisition that much funding without the editor-in-chief’s approval?" Qian Xingxing’s face was filled with disappointment.

"Now, little brother, don’t you go slandering me. You can’t do this just because you hate me. This really has nothing to do with me. I’m completely innocent."

"I didn’t call you here to discuss this with you. I’m informing you."

Qian Xingxing had originally thought Qian Duoduo was merely a man of flawed character, that the love he once had was all a lie. But now he saw that not only did he have an illegitimate son, he also wanted him to issue a false statement!

Qian Xingxing would absolutely not agree.

He turned to leave. Having been defied time and again, Qian Duoduo’s voice grew cold. "A deputy editor-in-chief can’t requisition that much funding without the editor-in-chief’s approval, but the President can fire certain people without going through the editor-in-chief and ensure they can never work in this industry again. Wouldn’t you agree?"

His steps, once again, faltered.

...

That afternoon, before Jiang Qiuqiu started her stream, the Federation Live Broadcast Company issued a statement.

The statement was posted from the Star Network account of "the Star Network’s Husband," Little President Qian. It was swift and decisive, the handling was clean and efficient, and the punishments were severe, which left everyone quite satisfied.

After all, it wasn’t the Federation Live Broadcast Company that had made the mistake directly. As long as they handled it and ensured it wouldn’t happen again, they were still a good company.

Only Jiang Qiuqiu and Meimei read the statement and felt something was off...

’If Little President Qian had written the statement himself, it would have probably been more childish, more filled with a sense of justice.’

’These words felt more like a template.’

’And given Little President Qian’s personality, he would never use a template for something as important as an apology.’

’But on second thought, he has been working at the company for so long now. Maybe he was shifting from a spontaneous style to a more formal one because he was preparing to take on the company’s responsibilities. That’s normal, too.’

’Qian Xingxing really has grown up a lot.’

That day, he came to understand many more things.

’Perhaps I won’t just be unable to properly inherit the group from Qian Duoduo; I won’t even be able to stay on at the group properly.’

’Even if I could stay, I wouldn’t be myself anymore.’

He was being threatened through his weaknesses by Qian Duoduo, forced to be a puppet on a string.

’This kind of life...’

Qian Xingxing clenched his fists.

’I have to become independent. I can’t continue as an editor-in-chief; I have to become the President.’

’Either the President of this company, or... the president of my own.’

He swore an oath to himself.

On the way back to the branch company, Qian Xingxing glanced at the company news. Qiuqiu had won her PK again, and she was about to break into the top ten in the overall rankings.

She was the streamer he had scouted with the most potential, and also one of the streamers with the most loyal fans.

Besides, he had also interacted with Qiuqiu privately a few times. Jiang Qiuqiu was someone whose ideals aligned with his, an intelligent woman. And then there was Mrs. Ai’er...

’This PK,’ Qian Xingxing thought, ’I have to help Jiang Qiuqiu take first place.’

’This is a ticket to the shareholders’ meeting. I want the company’s shareholders to see that there’s more than one talented Mr. Qian.’

’This is also a ticket for passage.’

’If... I were to start a new venture, she would be my ace in the hole.’

Wanxing was also racking her brain, trying to get Qiuqiu to first place.

They held meeting after meeting, went through round after round of tutorials, and even had several fans from the math department calculate the approximate expenses. Finally, amid everyone’s anticipation, the surprise plan was officially launched.

"What’s our slogan?!"

"Make all interstellar people fans of Juju!"

"Again, what’s our slogan?!"

"Make all interstellar people fans of Juju!"

"Surprise Plan! Official launch—!"